| I’m an ordinary man, nothing special nothing grand
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| I’ve had to work for everything I own
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| I never asked for a lot, I was happy with what I got
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| Enough to keep my family and my home
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| Now they say that times are hard and they’ve handed me my cards
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| They say there’s not the work to go around
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| And when the whistle blows, the gates will finally close
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| Tonight they’re going to shut this factory down
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| Then they’ll tear it d-o-w-n
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| I never missed a day nor went on strike for better pay
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| For twenty years I served them best I could
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| Now with a handshake and a cheque it seems so easy to forget
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| Loyalty through the bad times and through good
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| The owner says he’s sad to see that things have got so bad
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| But the captains of industry won’t let him lose
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| He still drives a car and smokes his cigar
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| And still he takes his family on a cruise, he’ll never lose
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| Well it seems to me such a cruel irony
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| He’s richer now then he ever was before
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| Now my cheque is spent and I can’t afford the rent
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| There’s one law for the rich, one for the poor
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| Every day I’ve tried to salvage some of my pride
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| To find some work so’s I might pay my way
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| Oh but everywhere I go, the answer’s always no
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| There’s no work for anyone here today, no work today
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| Break — 1st four lines
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| And so condemned I stand just an ordinary man
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| Like thousands beside me in the queue
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| I watch my darling wife trying to make the best of life
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| And God knows what the kids are going to do
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| Now that we are faced with this human waste
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| A generation cast aside
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| And as long as I live, I never will forgive
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| You’ve stripped me of my dignity and pride, you’ve stripped me bare
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| You’ve stripped me bare, You’ve stripped me bare |